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    Date: Saturday, July 12, 2008
    Time: 7:40 PM
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    Lets go out on Friday
    Oh, okay, who else is going?
    John, Darren, _____, Michael

    Oh then i dont want to go
    Lol, why?
    Erm, because ____ is going? you should know me right

    Why are you always so reluctant to go out when he's coming?

    Erm..because he's my ex?
    So?
    Erm..what part of 'he's my ex' dont you get?

    Random person, me
    really, is it REALLY me being a bitch if i dont want to be around that very person that shattered my heart into bits of pieces by cheating on me? Or is it YOU being a bitch for forcing me to face the one person whom i clearly am not ready to face yet because, really, you're lacking in logic here, bitching about how 'i abandoned you and made you go out with 4 other guys and you got screwed by your parents for it' heck, if you knew your parents would get all hyped out about you going out withh 4 guys then why the hell did you go out with them in the first place? mind you, you arent the only person here with over-paranoid parents (how do you think MY parents would have felt if i told them that i was going out with a girl and 4 other guys?) and the fact is if I went out with you guys in the first place wouldnt you think there would be at least a little sense of awkwardness to it? you know, my ex, the one guy without any guts to at least tell me the truth and two other guys who i had no clue about. and it is just so ridiculous how you're going on calling me a bitch and sending me an anonymous sms saying 'everyone hates you, face it' because, frankly, i dont fucking care about people hating me.

    i am probably the person with the least friends right now
    you know, apart from the gang members who are practically 'forced' to interact with me (heck, bitch about me all you want, i aint going nowhere)
    i mean, i guess i am just naturally bitchy in a way
    i am oversensitive, overparanoid, and i couldnt care less about what other people say about me
    heck, if there was an Anti-Queenie force I would probably join it
    here's a fact, even i would hate me
    but i dont
    because here's another fact about me, i dont give a shit about anything (well, except for the things that really matter of course)

    and, no, i myself dont even know why i started dating in the first place. that was probably a really really really bad idea in the first place (not to say that i regret it, i mean, i love having someone there that actually cares about you) but maybe if i hadnt started dating so early i would probably be less of a bitch at the moment (plus i wouldnt have to experience all the trauma and heartbreak of the first few failed relationships)

    and frankly, i dont even know why those guys wanted to date me in the past, i mean, look at me, is there even anything remotely attractive about me?
    (for those who dont know me, here is a mental description of myself)
    i'm fat, i'm super-tall, i wear idiot glasses (which i am not planning of getting rid of btw), my hair is never neat, i have a humongous rounded face which doesnt look good at any angles (the rumor about how a certain angle can make even the ugliest people look good is so obviously false), i have pimples that i can never seem to get rid of, my eyebrows are misshaped, my nose is too fat, i have a double chin whenever i bend my face inwards (heck i have a double chin even if i DONT do that), i have a short nect, too-broad shoulders, my boobs are nothing much to talk about, my body shape is anything-but hourglass like, i have stubby fingers, a huge belly and cellulite has completely taken over my thighs
    so, yes, forgive me for having such a low self-esteem level because, quite frankly, theres nothing about my body to be even remotely excited about

    so there you go, the very last post of my blog (or maybe not, we'll see)
    it's been almost a year and a half since i started this blog and, frankly, i like the way this has turned out
    as for all the bitches out there that i hate ever so much, dont worry, your names will still be featured in my postings (in my bitching blog, where all the bitchiness belongs) if i ever decide to update that blog that is
    and, yes, i do realise that i bitch alot, well i cant really help it can i? not when the world is full of idiots just waiting to be bitched about so that they can act all perasan-ted and idiotic to the point that it really stresses out the bitch-er in the first place



    so, 17 months and numerous url changes later, what have i learnt thus far?
    well, for one, the world is full of idiots
    and dealing with them is just hell
    but, heck, we love bitching about their idiocy anyways
    goodbye, readers
    thanks for hanging along after so long
    (except for the retarded ones *you know who i'm talking about* you can go to hell for all i care)
    it's been a wild ride


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